The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 34 Goodwill
  "Boss, give me two glasses of ale, a big one!!"

After visiting the temple, Allen, led by Regis, got into the tavern nearby. Then Regis waved skillfully and shouted to a dark elf maid.

"Ok."

"2 Bills."

"Ask him to pay."

Regis passed the responsibility of paying the bill to Allen, and then drank half of the foaming beer from the oak cup in one gulp, and burped happily.

Allen was stared at by the dark-skinned and handsome dark elf maid. It took him a long time to remember what he meant. He quickly took out two silver coins from his pocket and handed them to the dark elf maid. I don't know why, but Allen, who clearly has a qualified bugbear's aesthetic sense, was trembling in his heart when he was stared at by a pair of deep eyes of the dark elf maid, and his whole body felt abnormal.

The body's reaction made Allen dare not take another look at the maid who was wearing sexy clothes and showing off her curvy figure. There was a faint blush on her green-skinned cheeks.

"Oh~~~"

Although it was broad daylight, the tavern was still very lively. Kobolds, ogres, orcs and other races were hiding in every corner, staring at the flow of people coming in and out from time to time. At the same time, when the beautiful maid passed by, she made strange noises. He even quietly took advantage of the maid passing by to touch the other person's plump buttocks and bring it to the tip of his nose for an intoxicating sniff. The maid seemed to have long been accustomed to the harassment from the guests. Although she suffered a small loss, she didn't react much. At most, she just looked back with an angry look, which made everyone clamor again.

"Hehehe, I can't believe that your kid is okay with this!"

Regis laughed strangely, and once again couldn't help but tease Allen. This bugbear often seemed quite shrewd, but many times he seemed innocent. Regis always wanted to tease this little guy from time to time.

"Why, there are so many beautiful Xiongdi girls in your tribe, aren't they enough for you to enjoy?"

Thinking of Allen's strong request to the female goblins in the tribe to entertain him some time ago, Regis couldn't help but feel resentful. Fortunately, he pushed away at that time, otherwise it would have a great shadow on the relationship between men and women from now on. ah.

"Ah, no, no, I just think this female's eyes are a bit seductive. Did she cast some spell on me?"

Allen slurred his words and waved his hands repeatedly. At the same time, he quickly retracted his gaze from the dark elf and took a sip of ale.

"I would like to advise you to stay away from this dark elf. With your small body, you cannot withstand their torture!"

Although Regis couldn't help laughing at Allen's embarrassment, he couldn't help but remind him.

"These dark elves will never be merciful to the prey that comes to your door. Not only will they drain your body of its potential, but they will also take away the most valuable thing in your body!"

Regis knew the style of the dark elves very well. Anyone who could serve as a maid in the territory of the kobolds unharmed would certainly not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Uh, good."

Allen picked up the wine glass to cover up his gaffe, and took another swig of malt wine.

"Ah, what the hell is this? It tastes terrible."

Food in the wilderness is precious and precious, so no one would be so luxurious as to use it to brew alcohol. Malt wine has an extremely low alcohol content and is difficult to preserve for a long time, so caravans passing through the green wilderness will basically not prepare these items in their convoys. . Therefore, Allen, who has lived for 18 years now, tasted malt liquor for the first time today, and he frowned at the bitter taste of the drink at the first sip.

"Fine wine needs to be savored carefully. You are still far from a qualified warrior!" As a profession that requires venting, mercenaries all seem to like wine. After a victory in a battle, everyone There is a need to celebrate; a companion has died and left, and everyone can't help but use wine to soothe the sadness in their hearts...

"..."

Allen endured the pain of the drink and swallowed a large mouthful of malt wine. The bitter drink carried the fragrance of grain, and the foam burst in his mouth and tongue, turning into a clear spring and flowing into his stomach, which made the scorching heat weather a breeze. A bit cooler.

As a burp of wine rose up from his throat, taking away the heat in his inner cavity, Allen suddenly discovered that it seemed that this malt wine was not as bad as he thought.

"Do you know what the biggest purpose of this place is besides drinking?"

Regis didn't bring Allen to this tavern to drink for no reason. With his pretentiousness during this period, he still hoped that this cute green-skinned man could live a more comfortable life.

"do not know."

Teacher Allen replied, sitting upright and waiting for Regis' explanation, like a sensible student.

"The tavern is where mercenaries like us accept various tasks, and it is also where all kinds of news circulate most."

"The wilderness is not as deserted as you think, Allen. There is a vast world outside your Green Lake. In the future, if you want your people to live a good life and you want to be stronger, then You need to go out and take a look and communicate with the outside world, instead of staying in a place where you see no hope and living a dull life."

Regis also thought that Allen was a green-skinned man who was really smart and had a clear mind, so he woke him up like this. He didn't know why, but he just wanted to see what this green-skinned man could do. What changes are coming.

Anyway, human society is too far away from Allen's tribe, and there will be basically no intersection between the two sides. The opponent seemed smart, but he was also very decisive in killing people, and even ate the corpses of intelligent creatures, which was disgusting, but Regis also knew that this was just a helpless move by a small and weak tribe in the wilderness. In this green-skinned mind, I'm afraid it has never been considered a bad thing to eat the corpses of intelligent creatures.

"After escorting the Flash Silver Caravan to Thornburg Castle this time, your employment relationship with the Flash Silver Caravan will be over. I heard from Director Fili that he will no longer plan to return along the original route, but We need to replenish a mercenary team and return from the Long Corridor Trade Road. After all, the Long Corridor Trade Road is safer."

"After our separation, I hope you can go to Thunder Town from time to time. As for the Castle of Thorns, although the elves are arrogant and not indiscriminate killers, they don't have much favorable impressions of you wilderness greenskins. Your own strength It’s not enough, and if there are no other familiar people to take it with me, I’m afraid I’ll suffer a lot, and it’s not as comfortable as this small town.”

"When the time comes, you can walk around the tavern more, make some friends in your free time, do a few tasks, and learn a lot."

The Thunder Tribe will reach their destination in another 3-4 days if they travel north. This also means that Allen, Regis and the others will not spend too long together. Therefore, Regis pretended to accept Allen's employment for one gold coin, but in fact he took this opportunity to talk to Allen about some common sense. As a mercenary, he has traveled around the world for too long, met too many people, and experienced many betrayals of his companions for the sake of profit. Regis gradually fell in love with this bugbear, whose likes and dislikes can be checked at a glance. Come on, at least you don't have to worry about them stabbing you in the back.

"kindness."

After 20 days of contact, Allen's keen wild sense told him that the human in front of him was showing his true feelings at this time, so he nodded gratefully and responded in a muffled voice.

"Come on, let's do it together."

"boom!"

The dull clang of wooden wine glasses echoed in the dark corner.

(End of this chapter)